Dreams of the San Joaquin

I'm sending you some money I wish it could be more But it's harder than I thought To find the work I came here for This place is just as pretty As I pictured it to be And a man in need of work's An all too common sight to see Each morning as the trucks roll in A lucky few climb on And the rest of us are left to wonder Where the dream has gone Where the dream has gone They say the Sierras melt with the rain And race through the valley Like blood through the vein Turning the lowland From golden to green To harvest forever Our dreams of the San Joaquin Every day I struggle With the distance and the fear That I will not return or find A way to bring you here My emptiness grows deeper I feel my spirit fall As night comes like a blanket That brings no sleep at all I only hope that time will find A way to work things out And we will be together In the life we dream about The life we dream about And race through the valley Like blood through the vein Turning the lowland From golden to green To harvest forever Our dreams of the San Joaquin We'll harvest forever In dreams of the San Joaquin And race through the valley Like blood through the vein Turning the lowland From golden to green To harvest forever Our dreams of the San Joaquin And race through the valley Like blood through the vein Turning the lowland From golden to green To harvest forever Our dreams of the San Joaquin